A/n- thanks to all those who reviewed! Hope you enjoy this chapter!!! Cuz the next one is gonna be orgasmic ;D (warning if you're not into it, don't read) R/R!!!
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Harry could barely understand what Dumbledore was saying during his speech nor did he try and eat anything. All his thoughts were focused on how upside down this world was. Just because he was friends with the teenage Voldemort he ended up gay and on the arm of Draco sodding Malfoy. Harry tried to put two and two together but for the life of him couldn't come up with any probable answers.
Dinner ended and the five boys started to go down to the dungeon area to their common room. The entire way the other boys talked about what music they should play or what games to amuse them, Draco never left his side and kept brushing his fingers against Harry's. He didn't even want to start contemplating what Draco had in store for him tonight. But he knew that the blond would probably be his best bet at getting answers so he'd try and not get on his bad side.
"You alright there Harry, you look think you're on another plane. Come back to us mate." Tom joked and clasped Harry's right shoulder.
"Don't look too glum, it's our last year after all." Nott threw in.
"Yeah, live it up! That's what you're always commanding us to do. Are sure you're okay?" Tom questioned as they entered into the room. He didn't wait for Harry to answer but instead told everyone they had to go to bed except the seventh years.
"I can't believe that insane headmaster made you Head Boy, Tom. He knows you're friends with us right?" Draco laughed and whipped out his wand. With a wink at Harry he started to help Nott decorate.
"Harry," a voice breathed on his back, "come with me to get the beverages, yeah?" Turning around Blaise dragged the boy up the stairs to what Harry assumed was their rooms. He made sure to pay attention so he would know where he was sleeping later.
Suddenly Blaise stopped them in the middle of the hall and shoved Harry against the wall forcing a kiss onto his lips. Harry didn't know what was happening as Blaise's tongue darted out begging for entrance, when he didn't oblige Blaise pulled away baffled.
"What is your problem baby?" Blaise didn't look into his eyes but instead trailed both his hands from Harry's wrist to his stomach. Harry didn't register the movement until he felt his robes being pulled upwards.
Shoving the unwanted hands away Harry shakily asked, "What are you doing? I have a boyfriend." Harry knew he was crazy for admitting that but he'd honestly rather keep his partners down to a minimum until he figured what the hell the other Harry was exactly doing in this world.
"Well, I'm trying to give you your first-night celebratory blow job that I've given you for four years, you're welcome." Blaise didn't register Harry starting to get scared and a little angry. When he shoved him away a second time the brown-haired boy sucked in a deep breath, "You're really serious about this boyfriend business aren't you? You told me it was only temporary and the only way the Draco would allow you to top him, so what is the big deal?" His hands grabbed Harry's cock and he whispered into his ear, "He doesn't have to know, baby."
"Stop!" Harry shouted and removed the offensive hand. He really didn't need this right now and really had no interest in the boy in front of him. It was bad enough that Draco had given him an erection in the Great Hall with Tom fucking Riddle-Snape trying to talk to him about how the library should extend their hours because studying was too hard to get done around his friends. "I have no idea what you're going on about Blaise but I take it back. Draco is my- boyfriend, so if you would please stop doing what you're planning on doing and help me the drinks for the party, I'd appreciate it."
Blaise's mouth fell open and it took him half a second to glare heatedly at Harry. "You're not actually serious about him are you? He doesn't know anything about you, he won't let you chain him up like you do me, and he won't blow you without trying to talk to you first. AND he certainly would never allow you free access to his body whenever you please. What are you thinking Harry, three weeks ago we were laughing about this little charade you agreed to. Don't you remember you were drunk at the time but not as much as you usually are?" At Harry's blank stare Blaise eyes softened, "You promised me that we'd be together Harry. I agreed that you could play around with whoever you liked as long as you came back to me in the end."
"Well, like you said I was drunk." Harry was trying to figure out how to get out of this situation. He was starting to get sick of these curve balls from hell.
"Draco isn't right for you Harry. He doesn't think like we do, he wants a real relationship with kisses, teddy bears, chocolate candies, hugs and," Blaise's face screwed up with disgust, "love."
Harry thought the situation was settled then, he'd stick with Draco and just him for now. He didn't want to be like Blaise and it made sick to fathom that he could ever be capable to, no matter what universe he lived in. He'd rather have respect then whatever the boy in front of him was offering.
"I'm with Draco now and you'll do best to remember it." Harry stated loathing that he thought love as something weak. If anything Harry felt a little better about allowing Draco to tell everyone they were together. If he had to be shoved with the git he at least had his value for said relationship. "I'm going back to party, I suggest you go and get the drinks. It's over, whatever this is-was, it no longer exists."
Harry started to walk away when Blaise shoved him against the wall again, "This had better be just a game, baby." He growled, "Because I'm telling you that I'm not giving you up to that prude Draco Malfoy while I have a breath left in my body. You belong to me just as much as I belong to you." He let go of him and turned to walk down the hall but tossed over his shoulder, "Don't be surprised when you crawl into my bed tonight because I'm certainly not joining in yours no matter how badly you beg."
Well, that was one good thing, he thought. Harry managed to anger him enough to back off for a while. He practically ran back the stairs oddly missing Draco's presence. The boring common room was now decorated with deep greens and shiny silver streamers from the roof. Moving pictures of their beloved snake mascot slithered along the walls and twisted with the booming music. Harry didn't know the band but he felt a lot safer with the noise.
An arm went around his shoulders as he looked up at Snape. "Hope you enjoy the party Harry, but I want you to know that if you are irresponsible and therefore caught in a state of distress I can't bail you out again." His usual drawl was somehow lighter as he continued, "I don't want to have to tell your mother I gave her only son detention on the first night. How about we wait for that fire-call until at least the third week. Change it up a bit?"
"O-of course Professor." Harry stiffened, just how bad was he at parties that everyone make fun of him for it?
"Harry, all I'm asking is you go light. Please have fun but no waking first years and making them jump from windows with makeshift parachutes. I'll see you bright and early for your Potions lesson." Snape then shocked Harry by ruffling his hair like his mother did that same morning and left with a genuine smile.
"Give you the usual warning did he?" Tom came around and gave him a hug. "See you later Da, thanks for the party."
"Anything for my son, well anything reasonable." A mock glare caused Tom to laugh and then the dark professor left to retire for the night.
"Oi Harry, you airhead where's the drinks?" Tom tried to punch him in his shoulder but Harry immediately blocked it thinking the boy was actually going to hit him. "A little cranky this evening are we? I'm guessing you made your slave boy get the goods." He smiled not thinking twice about the reaction. "Just cast the silence charms mate so we can get a few drink in ya. Loosen up whatever you're feeling right now."
Harry in fact was looking forward to some good liquor to calm him down. He focused his energy on creating a solid silencing charm; he had gotten good at them from screaming in the middle of the night dreaming about Voldemort killing everyone he knew. Said person was now filling up bowls with assorted chips, it was quite a trippy experience. He saw Blaise set several different bottles on the table next to Tom. A few of them had tags on them, like they were gifts or something.
Harry pretended to test out his spell waiting for Blaise to leave the table so that he could grab a bottle. When he did leave to go talk to Goyle in the corner Harry strolled over the refreshments. He passed on the muggle alcohol, he saw too many bad nights with Uncle Vernon to touch the stuff. Instead he grabbed a butter beer bottle and read the tag on the side, it said: To my best mate Tommy, may your sexiness enjoy your weak drink of choice. Love your arse forever, Harry.
This was the perfect opportunity to see what he was usually like. He made a mental note to call Tom, Tommy but to never ever call him sexy. He read a note on a bottle of red wine to Nott: To Nott, may we NOTTenter the bed chamber together without first learning to hold our drinks. Stay hott NOTT, Harry. Alright, so the other Harry was into making extremely lame jokes, he could do that.
There was only one other bottle with a tag, it was on a scotch bottle and from the fancy label he could tell it was ridiculously expensive. On the note attached it read: To the man who is best in bed, always in my wet dreams and well- just meet me in a dark corner every chance you get, saucy little minx. You are my one and only baby-love, Blaise. Fuck you soon, Horny-now Harry. So this meant that everything Blaise said was true. Harry guessed these bottles were meant for a private gift-giving and not this party. It would look suspicious if he ripped all the tags off so instead he changed the last one using his wand to read: To Draco, my wonderful boyfriend. Love, Harry.
Short and simple, didn't want to draw any attention to how it sounded nothing like the other notes. Harry grabbed a bottle of fire whiskey, remembering it was Draco's favorite and grabbed two glasses. He wanted to find him before any other past lovers approached him.
Draco was arguing lightly with Nott that the decorations needed a bit more green when Harry shyly approached them.
"I think it looks great, you guys did a wonderful job." He said causing Draco to blush slightly. "I brought this for us." He lamely held up the bottle, Nott excused himself to go and grab his favorite leaving him and Draco alone.
"Thanks love." Draco grabbed the bottle and drew the shorter boy onto the couch behind him. Unscrewing the bottle with his mouth he then poured the two a glass each. "You don't have to drink what I'm drinking. I know how much you hate it." For the first time Harry noticed that Draco was timid in his presence.
Harry thought how cute he looked and gave him a small smile, "It's alright, and I just grabbed it because I knew you would want it." Draco paused and stared at him then leaned over to Harry and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Harry found himself returning it unconsciously.
"Aren't you a big sweetheart then," Draco said against his lips while gazing into his eyes. The pair was shaken out of their moment when Nott cleared his throat next to them.
"You're already drunk Harry? It's only been five minutes and you're already kissing some bloke." Nott laughed and held up his and Draco's bottle from Harry. "Thanks for the gift, NOTT." He continued giggling, "When were you going to tell us that you and Draco were well, you and Draco?"
"Now, I suppose." Harry answered and took a healthy gulp of his drink. It felt so good as it burned his throat. Draco round his arm around Harry's waist and moved him until he was on his lap.
"Well good for you two then, I always did think Draco was a good influence on you mate." Tom interjected as he took a swig of Harry's present of butter beer. "By the way, butter beer is the shit."
"Yeah tastes like it too," Blaise grumbled as he sat in an arm chair facing the couple. Tom didn't say anything but simply sat the arm of the chair, Nott sat in the other arm chair closest to Harry and Draco.
"So, since Harry hasn't suggested it yet I think it is truth or dare time." Nott said to stop the awkward silence. "Tom, truth or dare?"
"Um, truth." He answered taking another drink.
"If you could be a mermaid, fairy or a unicorn which would you be?" A lame question but they just started playing.
"A unicorn, heard their blood makes you live forever." He laughed at the thought. "Oi, Draco truth or dare?"
"Dare." Tightening his arms around Harry and shifting to make his boyfriend more comfortable, Harry thought he could get used to this.
"Let me have a quick chat with Harry, over there." Tom grabbed Harry's wrist and pulled him away from a protesting Draco. "I'll be sec, no funny business I promise. Not quite that sloshed, continue playing whilst we talk."
When they reached the other side of the room Tom asked point blank, "What are doing Harry? Do you honestly think it's a good idea to play around with our friend's heart like that? You know he's been in love with you since fourth year even after you buggered half the people you know. I don't want you to playing a game with him, mate. One more bad shake from you and I'm afraid he'll bloody snap."
What, Harry thought to himself; Draco was in love with him? Why would the other Harry use him for action when he knew his feelings were involved? Harry realized that Tom thought he was teasing the blond boy and was setting out to break his heart. Harry looked over to Draco who was staring after him. It didn't bother him half as much as the fact that now was committed to this relationship for sure.
"I'm not going to hurt him Tom." Harry saw the look of distrust in the other boy's eyes. "Honestly, um Tommy. I actually think I like him." He didn't want to admit it aloud but the thought that the other boy loved him gave him butterflies. He'd been so nice to him so far, backing up whenever he said something at dinner and respecting his space as much as a boyfriend could.
"Well, you best be sure that 'like' stays that way. He was worried sick about you on the train. Blaise and him were having a row about you screwing some fourth year. Just- don't you dare hurt him. You're my best mate but I care about him just as much as you and I'd hate to have to hex you." Harry noticed the anger flash in his eyes and told himself to watch Tom. He seemed lighthearted but he knew when he saw a flicker of the boy's old self when he saw it. "I'm glad we cleared that up." He patted him on the back and pushed him back to the circle.
"I mean if I had to choose by wand-point, I'd have to say I would give Lupin a blow job." Nott answered his question. "Out of him, Severus and Dumbledore he is the youngest and best looking I suppose. Oh Harry, back from your chat then. Alright truth or dare? Wait why do I even ask, dare. Alright, has to be a good one I suppose." Nott pondered trying to think up a bad one.
"No stripping," Draco said, "or kissing other blokes." He added when Blaise snorted at the request.
"Alright, seven minutes in heaven with Draco in the snogging closet then." Nott grinned when Harry's eyes widened. He was okay with Draco but he wasn't nearly that drunk to be okay with now being his first snogging session. "You're welcome."
"But we can't play while he's away," Blaise objected leaning forward. Draco turned to raise his eyebrow and look down at him.
"Um, okay. Tom, truth or dare?" Harry asked.
"Dare." Tom returned quickly. "Don't make it too uncomfortable for me mate, I want my dignity for the morning."
"Chug the rest your butter beer?" Harry dared unsure if that was horrible or not. He'd never really played this game. "And Blaise's drink too."
Blaise's mouth dropped, "That's the best you can do?"
"He gave his dare now I think we will see you lot in seven minutes, probably." Draco smirked at the fuming brown-head. Tom and Nott whistled and cat called as Draco again placed his arm around Harry guiding him to the closet. When they entered Draco immediately grabbed Harry's face and swept him into a mind-blowing kiss which Harry returned heatedly.
The fire whiskey must have worked quickly since he grabbed the blonde's ass and pulled him flush against his body. Draco lightly touched his tongue to Harry's lips unlike Blaise who tried to force his way in. Moaning slightly Harry allowed him access. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying this. He thought back to his Draco, the sulking and bad mood, the years of fighting when they could have been doing this.
Draco moved his hands from his face after three minutes of constant licking and sucking of Harry's luscious lips. He could kiss those lips all day if Harry commanded it so. Draco's hands traveled down his sides and he started nibbling on Harry's neck.
He muttered, "I have waited so long for this." Harry remembered what Tom said about the argument Draco had on the train with Blaise.
"Draco," he gasped, "I just-just wanted you to know that I was only sleeping on the train. I didn't want to uhm, bother you with my snoring. I wasn't with anyone else I promise." He shuddered as the taller boy starting grinding his erection against Harry's.
"Love, I'm not naïve. I know that you only agreed to be my boyfriend the second we were in Hogwarts. Whatever you doing up until then I don't care about." He captured his lips and rested his head on his shoulder. "You've amazing Harry. I didn't anticipate you being this- this good to me. I promise to keep making you happy as long as you'll have me."
Harry closed his eyes and smiled. He couldn't believe this was the same cold-hearted creep he knew, who knew he was so passionate? Instead of answering him he sealed his promise with a kiss. Their kisses were slow and mushy, Harry started feeling dizzy. But he realized it wasn't from the kissing and he pulled away.
"I don't feel so good." Harry said now having a hard time standing.
"Ugh, that bastard. He put some of your ecstasy pills in the drink." Draco informed him now grabbing onto Harry to stand up straight. "That Zabini is a pain in my ass. Maybe we should retire early and make him jealous." He giggled now lost to the pills. "I have some things to do- to do to you, to you. Bad, naughty things."
"Blaise drugged us?" Harry breathed in and out trying to ignore the fuzzy feeling taking over his head.
"No, he just drugged me." Draco sighed. "He hates me." He shrugged and lifted his head. "Come on love, I think your dick and my mouth should play. I sound so stupid right now." Draco leaned forward and clumsily gave him a kiss. "Not how I pictured this moment but whatever, not going to let old fuck-face ruin it. If anything it should make things very interesting."
Harry couldn't hear him however, looking at Draco with half-hooded eyes he nodded in agreement. Lying down right now seemed like his best option, he made sure to remember to hurt Blaise in the morning for trying to prank Draco.
"Multiple orgasms, coming right up." Draco tried to say seriously but failed as he started to lead Harry up the stairs. Every time they tripped they both let out a string of giggles. Looking over at the group he saw Blaise sitting on Nott's lap, obviously not happy at his dare. Tom gave Harry a smirk causing Blaise to turn around. The shock on his face made Harry laugh harder until he was out of view.